Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Relay spirit is a kind of powerful soul, even if it has no wisdom, but it has instinct, it is shined by holy light, if it is not dead, it will definitely fight back immediately, for this kind of powerful soul without wisdom, just don’t provoke it Well, why attack it?

Beating people indiscriminately again? Going back to beat it, Ange was about to hang up the little angel and beat it up. At this moment, where the undead disappeared, a bunch of things suddenly exploded with a 'bang'.

There must be a space artifact on the undead, but this space artifact was directly annihilated by the death breath shock wave, and the space inside exploded, blowing out the things stored in the space.

If Negris saw this scene, he would definitely call out Lady Luck's concubine again, because the probability of killing someone to explode the space is very, very low.

Any dimensional space is a powerful energy, and the biggest possibility after it explodes is to crush all the items inside instead of exploding them.

Unless there are high-energy objects that cannot be shredded in dimensional space, or the space inside is extremely unstable, no matter which one is extremely rare, even Negris has only seen it three or five times.

Other things were not very conspicuous, and Ange's attention was all attracted by a box. It was a box with a transparent crystal cover, and there was a ray of light inside, as if frozen in the box, motionless.

Half of angel wings are printed on the crystal cover of the box and the box body made of unknown material, why is there only half of it?

I don't understand, and now is not the time to understand, Ange just glanced at it, and immediately copied it into his hands, so fast that most of the items that exploded did not even fall to the ground.

Flying back to the tower at the fastest speed, Ange realized that he had wrongly blamed the little angel.

I saw that the relay spirit became extremely ferocious, its soul exuded a powerful killing intent, its body swelled hundreds of times, its body was full of hardened soul weapons, and it turned into a monster with a diameter of two meters.

A huge spike formed by the condensed soul armament pierced out from the relay spirit, and pierced in front of the little angel.

The huge light wings on the back of the little angel rolled back, wrapping it inside, blocking the huge spikes.

The little zombie jumped at Zhongji Ling, and the hoe in his hand slammed on Zhongji Ling's body, gouging the soul armament on the surface.

A sharp thorn pierced the surface of the relay spirit, pierced the little zombie, pierced its soul armor, but was blocked by the firm flesh, and then flew up.

The situation of the relay spirit is not very good, black smoke is rising from its body, and the remaining power of the holy light burns it, causing it to have a strong pain. This pain makes it even more irritable, and sacrifices another spike, Nailed to the little angel's light wing shield again.

The guy who caused this kind of damage was in the protection of the pair of light wings.

Finally seeing Ange came back, Negris shouted at the fastest speed: "A powerful idea burst out from that sphere, imprinted on the dormant relay spirit, replacing the consciousness of the relay spirit, kill it soon it."

"It can't be killed, run quickly, this is the relay spirit, a spirit body that is countless times stronger than the golden skull, it can detonate our souls with a single glance at us, run, hurry up before it completely controls the relay spirit, run quickly .” Horchuk’s voice was several times louder than that of Negris.

He has fed the relay spirit for three hundred years, and he has a deeper understanding of the power of the relay spirit. This kind of spirit body cannot be understood with the concept of undead creatures. Even the most powerful golden skeleton undead saint, the soul The strength is also less than one-tenth of the relay spirit.

It is estimated that in the entire undead world, Harvey is the only one whose soul strength can surpass that of the relay spirit. Oh, and the Human Soul Tower.

Such a spirit body cannot be defeated by brute force at all. It is better to run and find a more suitable person to deal with it.

"Run? Why are you running? It's done." Negris asked puzzled.

"It's done?" Horchuk turned his head to look, and saw a scene that made his soul stop suddenly.

A purple-gold skeleton leaned against Zhong Jiling's body, allowing Zhong Jiling's spikes to impale him continuously, and the spikes rose one after another, as if it was a sea urchin.

However, these spikes can't hurt the Zijin Skull at all. The Zijin Skull stands firmly, and shoots a red light from its fingers, which sizzlingly sweeps over the terrifying spirit brand of the relay spirit, and slowly removes the brand that does not belong to it. Removal - spot removal.

"Mourning...the Lord of Mourning...ha...Master Harvey?" Holchuk thought it was Harvey who came.

"Hehe, it's not Harvey, this is the God of Immortality, oh, by the way, you called him crazy in the communication domino before, remember?" Negris said with a smile.

Horchuk suddenly remembered something, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Negris in disbelief.

He has been stationed in the relay tower for three hundred years, and only once lost control of his emotions and scolded others for being crazy, because the other party claimed to be the god of immortality. Could it be that he is so unlucky? The only time he swears at someone, but the other party is really an immortal god?

Horchuk felt a little weak in his legs, his soul was about to suffocate, and he sat down on the ground.

The spot removal technique cleared the brand of the spirit of terror, and the relay spirit slowly returned to normal. It was time for Ange's Locke transformation, and he returned to his original appearance.

Release the soul energy and appease the relay spirit. Soon, the relay spirit became familiar with Ange. Under the infusion of powerful soul energy, the damage caused by the little angel's flash is also slowly recovering.

After appeasing the relay spirit, Ange turned his head and said, "It doesn't have a soul network."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Negris asked in surprise.

"It doesn't have an owner." Ange changed the phrase.

"Impossible?" Negris floated over, and said in surprise: "Didn't it say that it is a citizen of Harvey, and its owner should be Harvey."

Negris circled around the relay spirit, but he couldn't see anything. The relay spirit's soul was too powerful and its level was suppressed. Negris couldn't even see the soul clearly, let alone see if there was any branding in it. up.

Without a brand, it means that it has no owner, and it is impossible to tell its owner what happened just now through the soul network.

In this way, it was a good thing, otherwise Harvey would be provoked, and they would run away immediately. It was already thinking about how to run away just now.

"So, the news that the relay spirits are Harvey's people is false? Who spread this false news? But it's a good thing, we don't have to run away." Turning his head, he was tiptoeing towards the stairs "You're not allowed to run either," Horchuk said.

Horchuk sneered: "How could it be? I just want to go down and make tea to entertain a few guests."

Negris chuckled: "Do you think you can leave intact after insulting the immortal god? I give you two choices, either surrender to us, or your soul perish."

Horchuk fell to his knees with a plop and shouted: "Submit, I submit, don't kill me."

From the moment he saw Ange's transformation, he knew that he could not leave easily. He could either be locked up forever or be killed. Surrender was the lightest punishment, not even a punishment, but a reward.

Surrendering to the immortal god, how could it be considered punishment? No one else can ask for it, okay?

Horchuk is an ownerless lich. Do you think he is willing to be an ownerless lich? It’s not that no one wants him, but if someone is willing to take him in, he won’t be here to watch the tower for three hundred years.

At first, he was afraid that An Ge would kill him, but he didn't expect to take him in, so he quickly hugged his thigh without saying a word.

Horchuk couldn't wait to offer his soul vow, and the flame of the vow floated towards Ang.

The little angel swooped down, grabbed the flame of the oath, and gave an 'ow' to Ange in confusion.

"Oh." Anger responded.

"Oh~" The little angel tossed it boredly, and threw the flame of oath onto the little zombie, sinking into the little zombie's body.

A soul connection was established between the little zombie and Horchuk.

"This..." Horchuk was stunned: "I..."

He wanted to say that he wanted to dedicate the soul fire to the immortal god, not an armored man who couldn't even touch the relay spirit, could he return the vow fire?

Obviously impossible, Negris flew to him and patted him on the shoulder: "They are all the same, they are one, and they are dedicated to everyone."

Horchuk wanted to cry but had no tears. Originally, he was to be the younger brother of the immortal god, but now he has become the younger brother of the immortal god. He has been downgraded by an unknown number of levels. Can this be the same?

After a few words of comfort, Negris stopped talking to him. This is a healthy social system for undead creatures. It is impossible for the lowest-level half-body skeletons to directly connect their souls to the king.

They must have their own lords, and the lords have their own kings, and the kings will directly connect with the kings. This spreads out level by level, forming a pyramid-shaped social structure. Not to mention the benefits, the downside is that once the king dies, the whole body will not die. The empire collapses.

After taking over the entire relay tower, Luther Shamara and the others finally rushed over, Ange took out the box that exploded from the undead, and said to Shamara: "You may be looking for it. "

Shyamala jumped up: "Luna! Luna's breath!"

Negris also jumped up: "Where did this come from?"

"Undead, kill it, it exploded," Ange said.

"Are you Goddess Luck's lover? Just burst a box? What about other things?" Negris said indignantly.

"Outside." Ange pointed to the outside of the tower.

Whoosh, Negris sprinted out, Luther sprinted out, and Shamara sprinted out.

After a few minutes, they all ran back: "Where is it? I can't see any of them. Someone picked it up."

Ange tilted his head, gone?

His eyes wandered over everyone, then he rushed over and grabbed a big cat from the corner of the wall.

"Wow!" The Dimensional Beast wanted to run, but was firmly grabbed by its legs.

Angety slipped the Dimensional Beast's legs and shook it vigorously, only to see a pile of miscellaneous items falling down.

There are soul crystals and magic crystals, gold coins and silver coins, bone artifacts, books and handbags, clothing jewelry, a few beads, and a brazier.

Shaking vigorously again, another pile of spirit beans, upgrade beans, unknown beans, purple-gold phalanges... These beans fell, and the dimensional beast was really anxious, screaming, and the little paws were in vain to catch those beans.

Only then did Ange let it go and threw it to the ground. The Dimensional Beast quickly jumped on the pile of beans, its little paws were as fast as lightning, picked them all up, and ran out in a hurry.

"It turned out to be picked up by it. Let's see what's there?" Negris picked up the things on the ground. Shamara glanced at them and was not interested, because those things didn't have Luna's breath.

"It seems that the premonition in my heart should be related to this box. What kind of box is it, and why does it have Luna's breath on it?" Shamara asked puzzled.

Negris responded without raising his head: "This is a broken seal invented by Duroken, which can seal some incomplete powers. It is estimated that the Luna we saw before is not complete. There are other seals sealed inside. Part of Luna."

"Luna is not complete? How is it possible? She already has complete six wings." Shyamala said in shock.

Negris finally raised his head and replied: "This starts with the miraculous characteristics of the angels of the Holy Spirit. They are not normal creatures. Even if there are only bones left, as long as they bathe in the holy light, they can recover to a complete individual. Theoretically, as long as the Holy Light is sufficient, even if there is only one fingernail left, she can be restored to a complete seraph."

Luther said in shock: "Lord Naig, isn't this just like you!?"

"Pfft, am I a fingernail? I'm a dragon scale, a dragon scale, a dragon scale!" Negris rushed over angrily and slapped Luther on the head.

Luther held his head and thought reluctantly: Isn't that all the same?

Negris was so angry that it wasn't that Luther compared it to the fingernail, but that he didn't remember it. Luther didn't say it, and it really didn't remember that he created his current body in this way.

Because the two are different in nature, the angel is restored by its own attributes, but it is restored by Ange's treatment.

But you can't beat yourself up when you are angry, whoever talks more beats up.

After taking a beating, Negris squatted back to the ground.

Shamara asked helplessly: "Then what should we do now? Undo the seal? How to untie the seal? Is it okay to smash the box?"

Negris said: "You have to think about it carefully. If she has been sealed inside, then she will not have the memories of the past, and she will not remember to give you wings, but she will definitely remember the meaning of the Holy Light. If she recovers , the first thing must be to purify you, a fallen angel."

"Oh." Shamara immediately put down the wooden box, pushed it to Ange's feet, and then backed away by herself.

Ange had no choice but to pick it up and stuff it back into the Palace of Rest.

Negris also studied the pile of things similarly, picked up the brazier on the ground and said: "Others are regular items, except for those few beads and this brazier, this brazier should not appear in the undead's space magic weapon Come on, let's light it up and see."

The brazier was ignited, and the flame burned for a while, then suddenly changed, a certain breath descended on the flame, and a face appeared.

A voice came over in surprise: "Hey, you can still light the brazier again, those guys didn't take you...I'm on my shoulder..."

The demon obviously mistook the undead for lighting the brazier, but he didn't expect to see the faces of An Ge and the others after the congealing was completed.

A big cat jumped out from between the legs of the crowd, scratching the space with its protruding claws, obviously trying to pull the demon over.

But before the Dimensional Beast slapped its paws, Ange's hand that pierced the world had already pinched the flame, lifting the flame and the brazier together.

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